Shrouding the Heavens: The Ruthless Heavenly Emperor

Sitting by the window in the tavern, Xu Changqing held a wine glass in one hand and rested the other on the seat, silently drinking his wine.

The Empress sat beside him, not drinking, but simply resting her head on her hand, silently watching Xu Changqing.

Outside the window, countless pedestrians strolled by, verdant willows took root along the roadside, and papaya trees stood in front of the door, where children played.

A pregnant woman, her belly bulging, smiled broadly as a young man supported her arm. The young man kept saying, "Instead of resting at home, you're out doing handicrafts. I can manage at home."

The pregnant woman just smiled gently and said softly, "Isn't it because you've been working too hard?"

Seeing this scene, the Empress Qiu was somewhat lost in thought. She remembered that during the battle to become an emperor, Xu Changqing used a peculiar reincarnation technique, and she died over a thousand times.

Every way of dying is different, and every experience is different.

But her husband has always been Xu Changqing, sometimes gentle, sometimes irritable, and sometimes even abusive.

Each incarnation has a different personality.

Seeing this scene, she was lost in memories. During her first reincarnation, when she was a mortal, Xu Changqing treated her the same way, showering her with care.

But in the following hundreds of generations, things started to get out of control.

The arguments increased, they even started fighting, and some even ran away from home.

However, each time they fought, neither side gained much advantage. At most, they would give each other the silent treatment for a few tens of minutes, and then they would still sleep together.

The Empress thought of her older brother who had always protected her when she was young, and sighed in her heart, but then a thought flashed through her mind.

"If I become stronger, will I be able to create my own universe within my body, and he will help me perfect the cycle of reincarnation within me?"

This idea

Once it appeared, she felt it was feasible. Even if her brother were standing in front of her now, she would no longer be the same person she used to be.

Xu Changqing tilted his head slightly to pick up some food, and saw the Empress's bright autumn eyes looking somewhat lost in thought as she stared at his face. He said, "Eat your food."

He casually picked up a large pig's trotter for the Empress, placed it on her plate, and then silently began to gnaw on it.

The empress snapped out of her reverie, stared at the pig's trotters on the plate without saying a word, and she didn't have much of an appetite.

A clear light appeared between her brows, revealing a little girl sleeping on the Empress's lap. Then, the little girl twitched her nose, opened her bright eyes hazily, and looked around with a bewildered expression.

A pleasant fragrance woke the little girl up.

"Where am I?" The little girl rubbed her eyes, propped herself up with her chubby hands, and sat up.

But to her surprise, when she looked up, she bumped into something soft. Her hands touched silky soft thighs, and when she looked down, she saw a pair of exquisite and beautiful legs.

Lying on my lap, I looked up and two snow-capped peaks blocked my view, with flowing, waterfall-like hair beside me.

The little girl's bright eyes caught sight of the pale forehead and she immediately recognized it as the older sister who had been staring blankly in the dark.

The Empress also looked down at the little girl, but most of her view was blocked by her own chest.

She picked up the little girl and placed her beside her, then pushed the pig's trotter over without saying a word.

The little girl swallowed hard, but neither made a move nor spoke, keeping her head down and remaining silent.

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A pair of bright, large eyes looked at the Empress, as if to say, "Is this for me to eat?"

"Eat," the Empress said.

The little girl immediately beamed with joy, but as soon as she reached out, she saw her dirty little hands. With an embarrassed look on her face, she looked at the Empress, her chubby cheeks flushed red, and whispered, "Big sister, I'm not hungry, you eat."

How could the Empress not know what the little girl was thinking? After all, the little girl was her obsession and her childhood memory.

She took out a rag and used the power of the law to wash the little girl's hands clean, then placed the pig's trotter in the little girl's hands.

"Thank you, big sister." The little girl's stomach was practically flat from hunger, but she still looked at the Empress with some hesitation.

"Don't worry about her, you eat your food." Xu Changqing took a sip of wine and said to the little girl.

As soon as he spoke, the little girl stopped being reserved and started showing off.

She didn't know why, but Xu Changqing was very kind to her, and she was happy to be with him.

"Ji Xukong has embarked on the path to becoming an emperor. I heard that his protectors are of great importance. Those forces that bully the weak have all been warned by the authorities."

"It is said that his protector is a contemporary Great Accomplished Holy Body, but unfortunately there is no evidence and no one has ever seen him."

"Ji Xukong is undoubtedly the strongest young generation in our world. His mastery of the Dao of Space is superb, and he has even created the terrifying divine power of the Void Great Handprint in the Dao Severing Technique."

Outsiders are full of praise for Ji Xukong. People only know that Ji Xukong is incredibly powerful, low-key, and not particularly outstanding in appearance; he is just an ordinary person.

But it was this very person who was able to defeat many divine bodies, and even the Jiang family's divine body was defeated by Ji Xukong.

The Empress sat upright on a jade stool

On the other side, Xu Changqing was sitting by the window, one hand supporting his head, looking out the window. Between them sat a little girl eating with her mouth full of oil.

At this moment, Xu Changqing, with his white hair, wearing a loose black silk robe, held a bronze wine cup in his hand, his deep eyes looking at the people who were discussing Ji Xukong.

The Empress, on the other hand, wore a moon-white robe, her black hair flowing freely down her sides. Just sitting there, she commanded respect and exuded an incredibly powerful aura.

The little girl watched intently as the giant pig's trotter grew smaller and smaller in her hands.

This scene was witnessed by many people, and many exclaimed that this family was so warm and loving.

However, in the blink of an eye, they forgot about the three people again. Their minds went blank for a moment, and they couldn't remember them. They just went about their business as usual.

Night falls, the silver moon hangs high, and its light shines down.

The streets were bustling with people. Some vendors brought their children out to set up stalls, while some cultivators strolled through the night market with their Daoist partners.

The little girl was sitting on Xu Changqing's shoulders.

Now, the little girl is wearing a pink princess dress, with her hair in braids, and holding a string of candied hawthorns in her hand. Her big, round eyes are looking around.

Meanwhile, the Empress observes the mortal world from the sidelines, occasionally witnessing scenes that evoke memories.

She found that her feelings for Xu Changqing were becoming increasingly strange.

It's not dependence, it's just a feeling that's hard to explain.

That feeling transcended mere obsession and her longing.

It's as if they've become accustomed to having the other person around, and once that person is gone, they can't help but want to go find them.

She didn't know if Xu Changqing had those kinds of feelings for her.

Xu Changqing, of course, had no such feelings. His heart remained unmoved. His purpose in approaching the Empress was simply to achieve immortality in the future.

If he unfortunately dies in battle, the Empress and others will likely resurrect him after quelling the unrest.

Because he didn't know if he was the protagonist, or if he would die, but having an empress meant having another chance to live.

The Valley of Passion is a famous scenic spot in the Eastern Wilderness. Of course, it is only famous in the eyes of mortals and some ordinary cultivators. In the eyes of those powerful beings, although the scenery is amazing, it is not enough to make them fall in love with it.

No one knows how Zhiqing Valley came to be. Some say that someone obtained the inheritance of the Ruthless Heavenly Emperor, but hesitated when it came to severing his Dao and ultimately decided not to sever his emotions.

His entire cultivation was destroyed in an instant, and his Daoist partner personally pushed him off the valley when he had lost all his cultivation.

After that cultivator died, a clear spring appeared below the valley, and the divine bridge became a place for countless mortal couples to meet.

Some say it was left behind by the disciple of the Ruthless Heavenly Emperor when he severed his Dao, but no one has confirmed this.

In the Valley of Love, shrouded in mist, many mortals walk with their families on the shimmering white divine bridge.

Beneath the bridge, there are boats with dim yellow lanterns hanging on them, slowly drifting along.

The Empress stood on the bridge, her deep gaze fixed on the clear river water, which reflected the bright moon in the sky. Lotus lanterns floated on the water as the river flowed.

Her black hair fluttered slightly, a mask covered her delicate face, and her graceful figure was curvaceous. She stood quietly on the bridge, not saying a word.

Xu Changqing carried

Her hands were tied up, her white hair was tied up, and her deep eyes were gazing at the river, lost in thought.

This place was brought to him by the Empress on a whim.

The little girl stared blankly at the two of them, holding a light-up kite and blinking her big eyes.

Then she transformed into a beam of light and entered the Empress's brow.

The Empress's Dao Fruit has returned, and she no longer needs to wear a mask to suppress the Dao within her body; a mortal body is enough.

She removed her mask, revealing an exquisitely beautiful face, with fair skin and a delicately defined jawline. She placed her hands on the bridge, parted her red lips slightly, and asked, "How long have we known each other?"

Xu Changqing was taken aback and fell into deep thought. How long have they known each other?

He himself didn't know, too much time had passed, and he hadn't calculated it much.

"It's been almost two hundred thousand years."

Xu Changqing had no idea what the Empress wanted to say.

He turned his head to look at the Empress's profile. She was so beautiful that even the moonlight paled in comparison to her profile, and the place became incredibly quiet.

She was like a fairy who had traveled across eternity from the ancient times of immortals; though she was right beside me, it felt as if I were in a celestial realm.

The moonlight, like a silver river, fell upon the Empress's face, causing her moon-white dress to sway gently, covered in a silvery glow.

"Yes, it's been two hundred thousand years." The Empress murmured absentmindedly, realizing that he had been with her for two hundred thousand years.

Two hundred thousand years of companionship left an indelible mark on her memory. When she was a child, she was on the verge of starving to death on the streets. It was Xu Changqing who appeared and gave her a safe job and a place to live, helping her through the most agonizing and difficult period.

If Xu Changqing hadn't appeared, she might still be begging everywhere, getting beaten, scolded, or even starving and getting sick, just like before.

In my most helpless moments, I had to go out and eat tree bark even on rainy days.

When she was five years old, Xu Changqing appeared and took her to one place after another, finally returning to that town, where she could grow up in peace and he gave her cultivation techniques.

In the end, she also rose to power, but then she heard that Xu Changqing had been captured by the Misty Holy Land.

She resolutely rushed into the sacred ground and carried Xu Changqing, who was covered in blood, out on her back.

However, when she was being chased by the Great Sage, it was Xu Changqing who saved her. When she was about to become an emperor, it was he who came to help her, wearing golden armor and wielding the Immortal Execution Sword.

These unforgettable memories, coupled with two hundred thousand years of companionship, moved the Empress.

"Father, I want to go on a boat!" The bridge was bustling with activity as children tugged at their parents' hands and acted spoiled.

"Alright, alright." A young man with a gentle smile led his daughter onto the lake and then floated downstream.

The Empress turned her head to look at Xu Changqing, her eyes serious, and said, "What do you think of me?"

P.S.: Hehehe